Seeing Red

"I'll see you Monday?" he offers. Calamity nods and walks over to her car. Fumbling with her keys, she drops them. Cursing, she bends over to pick them up. Her fingers curl around the keyring and she straightens back up.
Too quick.
Her sleep-deprived, food-deprived, everything-deprived body becomes decorated with static tingles and the black splotches in her eyes consume her. Her knees buckle and she collapses to the ground.
"Calamity!?" Talon's voice sounds tens of thousands of miles away. The coldness of the concrete seeped through her hair and caressed her scalp. Talon is by her side and props her up against her car's tire. A groan escapes her lips as she lifts her hand up to her head. Her head was spinning. It didn't hurt as much as she thought it would, but the dizziness was nauseating.
"Talon," was the only word her brain could remember.